Jackie got a call from her agent, he had already sent her a bouquet of flowers, and Jackie wasn't expecting anything beyond that, after all, he had all but ignored her the last few years.

Agent "Jackie my dear, great news, I lost my greatest talent which means I have more time to spend on you."

Donna "Jackie, there's a phone call for you."

Agent "Anyhow, I going to try and spite her and get you, my prettiest client, a better gig. How do you feel about large cities?"

Jackie who had no idea who 'her' was thought for a couple of seconds, a change would be good, she had planned on moving on after the baby came, but since that was no longer in the cards, perhaps the sooner the better.

Agent "Shall I take silence as a yes. I think I will. Next week I need to go in for an audition."

Jackie "It will have to be the week after, I'm going to be in New York next."

Agent "I know, but how do you? Anyhow my assistant will send you all the information and we're going to post the studio a tape of your local work. But you'll nail it, don't give it a second thought, oh and lose five pounds."

Jackie "Five pounds in a week?"

Agent "Well it will help your chances" Donna standing next to her rolls her eyes. "Alright I have to run. Have your assistant, call my assistant, we'll have lunch. Ciao bella."

Jackie "Ciao."

Donna "If you lose five pounds you're going to look like a stick figure. So what did he want?"

Jackie 'I'm going to audition in New York, what are the chances?"

Donna smiled to herself, "Pretty good when your best friend calls to inform a prestigious client that her agent is thinking of dropping her and concentrating on you."

Jackie "Donna, we have to get you to New York all this sunshine is getting to your head." They laugh.

New York

Jackie "Oh my god, the fashion here is so much more sophisticated, we have to go shopping today, we look like we're from Wisconsin or something."

Donna "Jackie we are from Wisconsin."

Jackie "I know that Don-na, but we don't have to lOOk like we're from there. If it weren't for a few personal items I would suggest we just leave our luggage on the conveyer belt."

Donna "Jackie, focus, we still have to find our way through New York."

Jackie "Ok, so where is this place?"

Donna "I'm not really sure, but there's a good chance they sent someone to pick us up."

Jackie "Oh how classy. Courier, that bag is mine."

Foreign guy "Lady for the last fucking time, I am not a courier."

Jackie "Donna could you?" she turns to find her and finds she's already placing a bag on their cart. She looks around and sees a guy holding a sign that says 'Miss Pinciotti' "Oh Donna, this way. The man holding the sign could have been better dressed. "Hello, I'm Miss Burkhart, and Miss Pinciotti is over there manhandling our baggage. Could you lend her a hand." The guy grumbles along and takes the bags from Donna.

Donna "Thanks"

Guy "I'm Markus, I'm taking you and the cheerleader."

They arrive in front of building that looks a bit like a warehouse.

Markus "So this it, I've got a spare key, but I'm going to have to go back to work, the boss is going to check up on me in half an hour." He puts their bags in the freight elevator and instructs them to go to the top floor, hands Jackie the keys and pulls Donna aside, "So can I look you up while you're here?"

Donna shrugs

Markus "Cool. See you cheerleader. Red."